1. Then take defiance, death, and mortal wår. 2. Hàste !to his ear the glad report convèy. 3. Stretch to the ràce !-Awày!-Away! 4. Let what I will, be fàte. 5. O Solyman!-regardless chief!-Awake. 6. Come, mighty Monarch, hàste!—the fortress gàin 7. Wherefore, O Warriors! make your promise vàin? 8. Conquest awàits you. Sèize the glorious prize. 9. “ Hàste! Let us storm the gates,” he said, and flew. 10. The cry was—“ Tidings! from the host,

“Of weight. —A messenger comes post.' 11. Arm, valiant chief !—For fight prepare. 12. "To arms!—To arms!-A thousand voices cried. 13. “ Forbèar! The field is mine,”—he cries.. 14. “Who dares to fly from yonder swords”-he cries,

“Who dares to tremble, by this weapon dies." 15. Stand-Bayard ! — Stànd!—the steed obeyed. 16. To àrms! The foemen storm the wall. 17. Wàr! War!-aloud with general voice they cry. 18. Hàste! Pass the sèas. Thy flying sails employ;

Fly hence! Begòne! 19. 'Tis death I sèek; but ere I yield to fate,

I trust to crush thèe with my falling weight. 20. Him by his arms Rambaldo knows, and cries,

“What seek'st thou hère, or whither wouldst thou bend?” 21. O cruel Tancred !-cease! —at last relènt. 22. “ Speed Malise ! speed !”—he loudly cried,

“The mustering place is Lanrick mead;

Speed forth the signal, Norman! Speed!23. Peace! Peace!—To other than to me,

Thy words were evil augury.

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24. Warriors attend! survey this bloody sword.
25. Woe to the traitor!-uoe!
26. On Bertram, then, he laid his hand,

“ Should every fiend to whom thou 'rt sold
Rise in thine aid, I keep my hold.
Arouse there! !-take spear and swòrd;

Attack the murderer of your lord.” 27. “Ye Warriors brave !-attend my words,” he said. 28. With monarch's voice, “ Go!—and repènt,”-he cried. 29. Rise! Rise !-ye Citizens, your gates defend;

Behold the fòe at hand. 30. “Return ye Warriors!”--thus aloud he cried. . 31. Fly Argillan! Behold the morning nigh. 32. “What bring'st thou hère?”—she cried.

“Lo war and death I bring," the chief replied. 33. Oh! burst the bridge, and me alone expose. 34. Still, still he breathes; Our Tancred still survives. 35. Hènce ! hòme, you idle creatures!—get you hòme.

You blocks,---you stones,-you worse than senseless

things. 36. to the wretch who fails to rear,

At this dread sign, his ready spear. 37. Up! comrades up!—in Rokeby's halls,

Ne'er be it said our courage falls.” 38. Back! on your lives, ye menial pack. 39. Boldly she spake, “ Soldiers attend !

My father was the soldier's friend.”
40. Revenge!-Revenge!"the Saxons cried.
41. Màlcolm!—come fòrth! —and forth he came.
42. “On! On!—was still his stern exclaim,

Confrồnt the battery's jaws of flame!
Rush on the level gun!
My steel-clad Cuirassiers ! -advance!
Each Hulan, forward !—with his lance!

My Guàrd !--my chosen,-charge for Frànce,

Frånce, and Napoleon." 43. “ Sòldiers !—stand firm,” exclaimed the British chief,

England shall tell the fight." 44. The combat deepens, “ On ye bràve!

Who rush to glory or the gràve.45. Bùrst the storm on Phocis' walls!

Rise!or Greece forever falls. 46. Yet, though destruction sweep these lovely plains

Rise! Fellow men !-our country yet remains. 47. Where was thine àrm, O vengeance ? and thy rod,

That smote the foes of Zion and of God? 48. Angels! and ministers of Gràce! defend us;

Sàve me,—and hover o'er me with your wings,

Ye heavenly Guàrds !
49. “And do you now put on your best attire?

And do you now cull out a holiday?
And do you now strew flowers in his way,
That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood?

Begòne! 50. Avàunt !-Fly thither whence thou fled'st; if from this

Within these hallowed limits thou appear,

Back to the infernal pit I drag thee chàin'd. 51. And I heard an angel, flying through the midst of hea

ven, saying with a loud voice

Wo, wo, wo, to the inhabitants of the earth." 52. But God said unto him, “Thou fool!—this night thy

soul shall be required of thee.” 53. And he cried and said, " Father Abraham! Have mer

cy upon me.'

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